Saturday
By timothy
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Saturday 24nd January
Got up earlier today, well done me. Now I get to piss about the flat
for an extra three hours. The place is looking a sty again, have to
clean up the fecking place again, dunno why I bother, I guess for the
four or so times a year someone comes over.
God, I had a terrible day at work yesterday, those bastards just never
lay up and Monica treated me worse than before. I had to give her some
files on a report I'm doing and I put them on her desk, she didn't even
say thanks or anything. She pretended to not see me while looking in
her drawer. I know the real reason, she fucking hates me. Man, I need a
girlfriend, I'm getting desperate now, as if I wasn't desperate
before.
Oh yeah, the guys in work were acting the bolox as well, group of them,
those fags from accounting were all heading out and deliberately
talking about it in front of my desk, just to rub it in. I mean, why
don't they just come out and slag me to my face, at least then I could
slag them back.
Well, nothing much else happening, nothing really does. Oh,
doorbell.
That was Susie from upstairs, wanted sugar again, you'd think she'd try
the shop instead of coming down to me all the time, wouldn't you? And
always with that strange smile on her face, like she enjoys it. She's a
nice girl though, wouldn't mind someone like that as my girlfriend, but
I'm not good enough for that kinda person.
I guess I can look around tonight when I go out. I can never talk to
girls with the lads though, I feel obliged to stay with them and
besides, girls tend to smile to themselves when they see me, I guess
I'm a laughing matter.
Piece of crap computer broke down again, had to go to the repairman,
said he didn't have good enough pieces to match such 'a modern
machine', isn't modern enough to work properly though. He had the cheek
to say it was only a minor problem too, the speaker's are actually a
major part of the system.
Better start getting ready before the lads come around, can't find
nothing in this god damn place, it's always in the last room I look and
under a big pile of crap. Better clean the place, no point though, no
one ever comes round.
Well, the lads are almost here and gonna want to come in, I better put
this stuff away.
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